Chapter 618 - 607 Get lost, you ugly bitch! _2
The Black Robed Man smiled and bending down, he said, "Unwilling, resentful? Would you willingly serve me, be loyal to me?"
Zhang Yong’s pupils were somewhat scattered, but he still maintained some clarity and dared not respond.
"If you won’t, then you may die," said the Black Robed Man coldly.
Zhang Yong was greatly panicked. His eyes shifted, and he nodded with difficulty, willing, he was willing.
"This is of your own free will, to be loyal and serve me for all your life." The Black Robed Man gently lifted his head, "Rest assured, I will let you fulfill your greatest potential."
A chill ran through Zhang Yong’s heart.
Then, he heard a cracking sound in his neck, turning at a strange angle. His eyes bulged as he bizarrely saw the ground and his own back.
Is his life ending like this? It wasn’t supposed to be this way. His original path was different.
After obtaining the great destiny from the Lv Family, he should have risen rapidly, surged upwards, and after his legitimate wife’s death three years later, due to his deeply affectionate persona, remarried a well-regarded lady, had many children, and the Zhang Family would have completely transformed. Even his siblings would have each fulfilled their own success; although his brother was a playboy, he would have married a suitable wife and lived a wealthy life, his sister even marrying into the Imperial Family, making the Zhang Family a celebrated newcomer.
Now, in just a few days, having lost everything and dying a wrongful death, he felt unwilling and his resentful energy surged. Why did he have to die?
As his consciousness sank into darkness, Zhang Yong’s resentful energy reached its peak.
He was not reconciled!
As his soul left his body, due to his overwhelming resentful energy, Zhang Yong turned into an Evil Ghost full of spiteful venom. Seeing this, the Black Robed Man was very pleased. With a mantra, he forcibly hooked Zhang Yong’s wandering resentful soul and pressed it into the Soul-locking Bell, then patted it: "Stay put."
When the Black Robed Man left the thatched cottage, he threw a fire that instantaneously incinerated the cottage along with the corpse inside.
Meanwhile, the Zhang Family crowded into a rented courtyard, seeing that it was already late and Zhang Yong had not returned, they grew increasingly anxious.
They were hurried out, taking only the jewelry and silver they had on them, unable to bring anything else. Having lived comfortably for years, surrounded by servants, eating and drinking well, they were suddenly unaccustomed to returning to their previous impoverished days.
Most importantly, Mrs. Zhang was very anxious, saying to the sighing Mr. Zhang, "My eyelids are twitching nonstop, I don’t know where Da Lang has gone, should we go out and look for him?"
"It’s almost curfew." Mr. Zhang said after a moment of silence.
Mrs. Zhang, seeing his lukewarm, unconcerned demeanor, was so annoyed she wanted to say something but suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart that forced tears from her eyes.
"No, something must have happened to Da Lang, I feel so anxious." Her tears fell like beads off a broken string. They say a mother’s heart is linked with her child’s; she felt it.
Mr. Zhang’s eyelid twitched, and he harshly scolded, "Don’t talk nonsense, go let the second son buy some food, I’m hungry."
Mrs. Zhang was furious, but the second son had already come up with a smiling face, "Mother, don’t worry, big brother must have gone to seek help from some friends, after all, he is a scholar, and he has met many nobles over the years."
Yet Mrs. Zhang was not at all comforted. Their family’s disgrace had already spread far and wide, and in Shengjing, with people who habitually followed the powerful, who would really help them?
The children by her side were still urging her to spend their silver, utterly unconcerned about Zhang Yong’s life or death, showing their callousness.
Mrs. Zhang stared absently at the night sky outside, thinking how could this be; a few days ago, she was a high and mighty Old Grand Dowager being flattered by servants, discussing making grand plans for her birthday this year, but how quickly had this towering building collapsed?
"Seeing the tall buildings rise, and watching them collapse, this is commonplace in Shengjing, especially for a family with no foundations. What is there to feel sad about? Truly a bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world," Marquis An Cheng just returned from a banquet, and while walking towards his study, he muttered.
Upon entering the study, his voice suddenly stopped, and he shrieked, "Who are you? How did you get in here, someone... uh."
The Black Robed Man was holding his throat, watching his eyes bulge wildly, raised his index finger and said, "Don’t shout, agree to me and I will let you go."
Marquis An Cheng hurriedly nodded, and as soon as the Black Robed Man released him, he immediately screamed, "Assassin!"
Should he not call out? Only a fool wouldn’t!
"Really disobedient." The Black Robed Man was very displeased and slapped him, stuffing a talisman into his mouth, "Quiet down."